A Little Girl with Freckles.
A little girl in Texas writes a long letter, and says she wants one from us, that she and her mother may read it by the light if the lamp they us in their country home. Instead of writing her personally, we will copy here the postscript of her letter, and answer through THE DEMOCRAT, that not only she but other little girls may read. This is her postscript:
Mr. Pomeroy, my face is covered with freckles. I want you to tell me something that will take them off, and something to keep on my face when they come off. Tell me how often to put the stuff on my face and what to put it on with.
-- Let the freckles alone, and they will come off themselves in time. There are many more important things than this the little girls of the country should attend to. Freckles never hurt any one; that is, freckles on the face. But there are little freckles on the heart more hurtful than all the spots on all the face of all the people of the world.
If you put washes and other stuff on the face, it will roughen the skin, poison it and in a few years your face will look old and wrinkled and more like leather than you will wish it to. By the time your are old enough to marry the freckles you will have gone. And if they have not gone-if you are pure, loving, kind, affectionate, somebody will love you for those qualities, and love you will enough to marry you, and make you a food husband, no matter how many freckles you may have,
Many young men love girls only because they are beautiful. Some men think the more of a girl who has a pretty face than of one who is not pretty but whose heart is good, loving, and whose character is made up of those qualities which makes a ma happy al his life.
The heart is the great thing. Sit down by your little lamp and look into that, rather than stand before a looking glass to see your face. When you are tempted to say ugly word to your mamma, remember that every ugly, cross, or unkind word you say makes a freckle on your heart and that these freckles can never be removed unless they leave a little scar. When you are tempted to be cross and ugly to any one, see if your cannot control yourself; set your little “think shop” in operation; see how well you can govern yourself, and how much of lady you can be. We do not mean one of those fine, elegantly dressed creatures who have nothing but personal beauty, but a real good, kind, loving, noble minded, pure, earnest woman.
It is the beauty of the heart, not of the face that endures. The face may grow old; may be covered with wrinkles; but if the heart has no freckles, it is always young, fresh, and beautiful.
We know a girl who has a great many freckles on her face-but she is good and everybody loves her. She is kind to her mother and to the poor, and greats everyone kindly and respectfully. She has studied-has read a great many books and newspapers, and remembered a great deal that she has read. People talk with her, and are more interested in what she says than in a conversation of a great many handsome ladies who spend all their time soaking their hand to make them white or covering their faces with some kind of washes to takes of the pimples, spots and freckles. If people would live more regularity: If they go to bed earlier nights and get up earlier mornings, and keep their hearts right, the freckles would soon disappear, and they would not be inquiring for something to beautify their complexion.
People write us for advice on a great many subjects. People write to us that we purchase something for them. But we never purchase articles of this kind, for we know nothing of them. We never have tried any washes to take freckles from the stuff to make the hair or whiskers another color than nature intended, but have always been content to grow as we have grown, more anxious to study and learn and know that to spend time in “fixing up” other than to dress neat and plain, as becomes a gentleman-preferring to known as worker rather than one of these elegant, fancy, foppish gentlemen who have no aim in life other than to attract the attention of unthinking girls and women everywhere, who are troubled more about freckles on the face than on the heart.
Title: A Little Girl with Freckles.
Author M.M. (Brick) Pomeroy of the La Crosse Democrat
Location Texas
Year Unknown
Media: Newspaper article, glued to Page 171 of the Ledger of Captain W. B.
Blair
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